here in this first episode of the Tour, I set out on the journey. Most of this video takes place in the rather boring and very windy Eastern half of Washington State. I had never been on this road before, and despite some gruelingly barren terrain in the middle of the state, seeing the Columbia River, the Palouse and Snake River valley were quite interesting.
re-vision.. I knew I had to do this. Over this last week, I haven’t really wanted to do it, but I thought it was going to come. When you’re experiencing grief, there’s this balancing act between not wanting to be reminded of your loss because it is too painful and finding that closure through ceremony and remembrance. That is why we have funerals. This is Barry Kitten’s funeral. Over this last week, I have not needed and reminders of Barry. In these first few days after his passing, every far away high pitched sound became him meowing. I heard him calling out. When I laid in bed, I physically felt his presence there with me. That first day, watching TV, blanket draped over me, wherein 100% of the times before, Barry would be on my lap, I felt a presence on my legs. Ghost kitteh? A spiritual echo of the kitteh on my psyche? I think my other cat, Bliss, felt it too. She has never been the kind of cat who would come lay on my lap. I got Barry as a kitten just a months after Bliss entered my life; she’s about a year older. I got one lap. Barry was the lap kitty. That first day, 6 days ago, as I was struggling with my grief, crying, feeling this absence/presence on my lap, Bliss came from her regular spot next to me on the bed and lay on my lap.
This will throw feminist theory for a loop
In case you didn't hear why Hosni Mubarak was finally persuaded to step down, it wasn't the military. It wasn't international pressure. He didn't have a spontaneous change of heart. He was forwarded a blog from a little known social netwroking site called FRIENDBURST, and what he read finally changed his mind.
a first attempt at covering one of my favorite Doctor Sparkles tunes
Part Two of my Family Christmas videos
The first of several home videos from Christmas 2010
I was on my front patio today, and saw what I thought was something cute, so I went and got my video camera. Turns out, it was anything but cute. Squirrels. Gotta love em. Perky, fluffy, beautiful tails. Mischievious dispositions. They seemingly have ideal lives of play, food and being outside. But... they don't live very long. At a distance, it looked like a cute squirrel doing something goofy. When I got closer, I realized that this squirrel was old, blind, and stuck up at the top of this post, much like the Seahawks football season today, it was waiting to die. Viewer discretion advised.
Her fiancee is singing her a song at the open mic night. I was recording. It's a touching example of someone trying not cry in public.
The more elaborate of a video that I make, the richer the raw material for making a bloopers & outtakes reel. Which is what this is...